The Making of Dredd 3D Page #3

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Levels one to 200

are hers.

How did she get away with it?

You know how often

we get a Judge up in Peach Trees?

Well, you got one now.

The victims are registered

to apartments on level 39.

Likely killed over a turf issue,

so perps will be in the vicinity.

Rookie.

Find out where the clan operate

on this level, and hit it hard.

That would be here.

I take it this is your first time

in non-sim combat.

Yes, sir.

Been wondering when you'd remember

you left your helmet behind.

Sir, a helmet can interfere

with my psychic abilities.

Think a bullet

might interfere with them more.

- Are you ready?

- Yes, sir.

- You don't look ready.

- Just adrenaline, sir.

Rookie.

Anderson. Judgment.

Crime, possession and use of controlled

substances. Sentence, two years iso-cubes.

No, don't tell me. Tell Control.

- Anderson to Control.

- Copy.

Requesting meat wagon to Peach Trees,

level 39. We have

four bodies for resyk

and eight live for the iso-cubes.

Copy that. Meat wagon inbound.

All right. Let's get them cuffed.

Move. Up.

Sir, this one's a gang member. He...

Sir, it's him.

Him who?

The man who murdered the people

in the atrium.

You're sure?

Can't execute a perp on 99 %.

Save me a lot of paperwork

if you just confess right now.

We will take him in. See how he holds up

after a few hours of interrogation.

Sh*t.

Judges. No, no, no, no.

Caleb? There's a problem on level 39.

Judges hit the distribution point

and shot the place up.

Took out a few of the boys.

So what? We're overdue a bust.

It's just the Judges showing their faces,

reminding the citizens they exist.

- No, Ma. They picked up Kay.

- Executed?

Interrogation.

They're taking him in right now.

F***.

If Kay talks... If they're taking

him in, he will talk. Ma....

What are we going to do?

That one's still breathing.

Control room is secure.

Router's in. You're good to go.

Sector Control.

Sector Control,

this is Peach Trees Control,

I just want to check you were notified

about the def-con systems test today.

Copy that. Peach Trees, we don't have

you down for a def-con test.

- Yeah, we must be. if you check the...

- I have got nothing.

God f***ing damn it, Sector.

I put in the notification

myself three f***ing times.

We are good to go right now.

I have got my supervisor

breathing down my neck.

Hold fire, Peach Trees.

Let me get on this.

Okay. I put you on the system.

Hall of Justice and all emergency services

are notified to ignore your status.

You can run the test any time you like.

Appreciate that, Sector.

You just saved my ass over here.

You're welcome, Peach Trees.

Sir, he's thinking about

making a move for your gun.

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